Thursday, December 12, 2013

Four months. It has been four months since my last post. Yes, I have been extremely busy moving back to Edmond, starting a new grade teaching, and getting settled into my new house. The truth is, I haven't really had much to say for four months. Writing has been the furthest thing from my mind. Well, that isn't entirely true. Writing books is always lingering around, taunting me. Ideas swirl in my head, begging to be written.

Tonight I spoke with someone who truly awakened the need in me to write. Not only do I need to write here on my blog, but I need to get my butt in gear and start writing my book on Ernest Thompson Seton. The research has been completed for years, just gathering dust, waiting to be compiled into a novel.

I don't know why I haven't written it yet. Yes I do. Fear. How do I start? What if it sucks? What if no one likes it or it never even gets published?

Nothing great ever comes from bowing down to fear. The story of Ernest Thompson Seton and his encounter with the great wolf called Lobo is a story of inspiration, enlightenment, and the delicate balance of nature. It is a story that must be told. I must write it.